"Not some guy you don't know. OK?" I'm sorry, sweetie," she said contritely. "It's just that, well, it's kind of uncomfortable for me to talk about it...to you." Susan, it's part of who you are," I said. "And I love you, who you are. Nothing's going to change that. But you've always been so reticent to talk about yourself, and I'd really like to know the things that shaped the person I love. What was it, child abuse? Poverty? Something bad?"She sighed. "I wish I could tell you it was any of those. Her and I were still lovers and in a relationship.I was self-employed providing various services ranging from light-duty automotive mechanic, remodeling inside of houses, and hauling trash to the county dump. I am an ASE-certified and state-licensed auto mechanic. I also have a state handyman’s license and can easily pass a general contractor’s exam if I desired to do that. I normally work Monday through Friday during the daylight hours and take Saturday and Sunday off. So our sexual activities. Slowly he entered her. He then told her "Get ready bitch. I am going to fuck you like a dirty whore. I am going to stretch that ass wide open. You will feel my big boy deep in your hole. You are going to beg me to stick my cock in your ass and cock fuck you all the time." Then he pushed more in her and pushed till he had all of it in her. Then he pounded her asshole. As his cock went in and out he looked at how her ass was stretched for his wide cock. He fucked her as she screamed in pain and. Sometimes nature gives you the necessarymotivation to get out of bed. I slowly walked to the bathroom. I pulleddown my panties and pulled out my dick.. it was the size of my pinkyfinger now. I stood there and aimed for the toilet.I didn't hear anything. I then felt a warm trickle traveling down myleg.I looked down and saw myself standing in a puddle of pee.And it was still coming. I was still peeing. I couldn't stop. I put myhand under my tiny dick and felt an opening just below it. I.